Holy crap!

Little Fucker is getting huge!! I swear it was just a couple weeks ago he was the size of a poppy seed and now our little guy is a blueberry! I'm actually not being sarcastic here. I was truly surprised to know that he's that big. But if he's the size of a blueberry, then why does my stomach look more like he's the size of a grapefruit?

Quote of the Day

"Are you sure you're pregnant?"

-Grandma Donna

(She asked me this about 100 times while I was in Iowa.

She has a hard time believing it since I haven't seen a doctor yet.

Two positive pregnancy tests, missed period, sore boobies,

and slight crampiness seem like confirmation enough to me.)

Week 6 - Lethargy

Man do I feel lazy. It's not that I feel tired and need to take a nap. I just don't feel like doing jack shit. That worked out quite well for me while I was in Iowa last week and didn't need to do jack shit. But now that I'm back in the real world, it's making things kind of lame. If I had the drive to exercise I would feel better about my softening figure (which unfortunately is not baby related). I find myself in a constant hunched position without the energy to stand up straight for more than a brief stretch. I think that my body is sucking all of my energy not only for the rapidly growing alien in my tummy, but also for my soon to be voluptuous bosoms. They feel like they should have grown at least two cup sizes over the last couple weeks, but I think that they only feel like they're having growing pains because so far Aubrey hasn't mentioned how huge they are. Or else he can't tell they're getting bigger because of my new posture problems.

Book Review

I've decided to review all these pregnancy books using a 1-5 scale with 3 criteria.

Enjoyment reading: 1-lame to read; 5-super interesting
Usefulness: 1-didn't get much out of it; 5-very educating
Scary Factor: 1-freaked me out; 5-eveything I do is NOT killing or deforming my child

Basically, 1's are bad, 5's are good


Here's my first review:

Belly Laughs, by Jenny McCarthy

Enjoyment: 5 (I finished the book in 1 day)
Usefulness: 2
Scary Factor: 5

Daddy

Some of you have asked how Aubrey responded to finding out that I was pregnant. He initially told me that I'm an emotional rollercoaster. First I'm not pregnant, then I am. He says that he'll believe it in 9 months. His mom had told him that he'd get more excited as it got closer to delivery and Aubrey responded with something along the lines of, "I'll be excited when it's useful." Meaning when he can do chores. About 5 or so. Tonight he play kicked me in the stomach. So basically Aubrey is responding exactly how I expected him to. He's excited in his own sarcastic man way. Something that he is excited about is knowing his troops are working just fine.

Sorry about that Aunt Flo

Umm...Nevermind the last post?

Because...I'M PREGNANT!

So, turns out that everyone who told me that the symptoms of being pregnant and PMS are the same, were absolutely correct. I was so convinced that I was having PMS, that when I saw the ever so slightest amount of blood I was positive that I wasn't pregnant. (I believe that's called implantation bleeding. My friend Kellie had just told me her story about that bleeding last Sunday, the day before my "Screw you aunt Flo" post.) But then when I didn't bleed anymore at all for two days we decided to go ahead and take a test. (Thanks Ellen for the Dollar Store pregnancy tests!) As you can see it was positive!

When I called my sister-in-law, Rian, to tell her the news, she got online to check out the due date and I am due November 8th. Which is also Aubrey's Grandma's Birthday. Considering that Rian's Birthday is Nov 10th and her son's Birthday is Nov. 17th, I have this feeling that our son just may take after Aubrey.

According to the online due date calculator I am about 4 weeks pregnant (even though based off when we did the baby making, I'm only 3 weeks) and the baby is about the size of a poppy seed.

Because I'm blogging this whole adventure, you're all hearing about it WAY before it's generally safe to tell people. According to BabyCenter.com, I should have waited until May 10th (at 14 weeks) to make the big announcement. I couldn't even imagine waiting that long! Kellie managed to wait a ridiculously long amount of time before telling people to make sure that everything was good to go. I just don't have that in me. Which you can probably tell since I posted that I wasn't pregnant just 2 days before I found out that I was pregnant. :)

I took the test Wednesday morning before leaving on a 2-day snowshoe trip. It was kind of weird not being able to see Aubrey 'til late the next day. I waited to do this post until we made the appropriate phone calls to certain family and friends. I do still need to call my grandparents, so don't spill the beans yet to Donna and Gerald and Walt and Elaine. For the Meeves side, I'm going to wait and tell them in person when I go back to Iowa next week. The Strong's will find out today.

So far I feel fine. Although I swear I'm already showing.

I've actually been working on a theory for the past few months that one (meaning me) will gain weight in anticipation of becoming pregnant so that the belly skin doesn't have to stretch as much.

Congratulations to my friends Erin, who is about 11 weeks pregnant,

and Shelly, who is about 8 weeks pregnant!

May you each get fatter than me!

Drumroll Please!

Wish us better luck next month. Aunt Flo was right on schedule. Screw you Aunt Flo!